Biographical Poetry posted March 10, 2024 |
Club entry for Gypsy's Finding Your Muse, Forms of Art
The Roots of My Poet-Tree
by Debi Pick Marquette
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Joyce Kilmers Trees had little to do with trees. It was more a metaphor for human beings and their feelings. In the Bible, a tree is symbolic for mankind. (And the trees of the fields shall clap their hands and let the feelings out)
I pronounce the word poems as a one syllable word so I needed to add 'as' to it.
However, many pronounce it as po-ems which makes it an 2 syllable word, and therefore the extra 'as' is not needed.
Yet, the ending of fools like me, I believe is metaphorically different from 1913 to now. Therefore, I changed my words from Fools like me to, Those like me.
Also the line, Only God can make a tree, is indeed about human nature.
Thank you for reading my poem, and Trees.
If you notice, the original Trees is written with poems as a two syllable word. I, myself never understood that, as I read it as a one syllable word so I put the word 'as' in it for my poem.
TREES
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earths sweet flowing breast
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray
A tree that may, in Summer, wear
A nest of robins in her hair
Upon whose bosom snow has lain
Who intimately lives with rain
Poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree
By: Joyce Kilmer
Written, February 2, 1913
I pronounce the word poems as a one syllable word so I needed to add 'as' to it.
However, many pronounce it as po-ems which makes it an 2 syllable word, and therefore the extra 'as' is not needed.
Yet, the ending of fools like me, I believe is metaphorically different from 1913 to now. Therefore, I changed my words from Fools like me to, Those like me.
Also the line, Only God can make a tree, is indeed about human nature.
Thank you for reading my poem, and Trees.
If you notice, the original Trees is written with poems as a two syllable word. I, myself never understood that, as I read it as a one syllable word so I put the word 'as' in it for my poem.
TREES
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earths sweet flowing breast
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray
A tree that may, in Summer, wear
A nest of robins in her hair
Upon whose bosom snow has lain
Who intimately lives with rain
Poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree
By: Joyce Kilmer
Written, February 2, 1913
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